Chapter 11 Frustration

• Devon
• I took her back to the house and she hid in her room. I didn’t regret her—how could i?—but it would have been so much easier with a female who had been expecting to find me, a female who had not been pressed into hiding herself by her circumstances.
• Since I was sixteen, I had looked for my mate in every pack we had contact with over the years but all to no avail. If only I had known where she was, I would have saved her sooner. The image of rescuing her from her circumstances-even if I had too been a kid-when she had been abandoned ran through my mind. If only I could have known who she was then.